I was making macaroni and cheese as a dish to pass for Labor Day. In the box of pasta, there was 1 pasta that was not like the others.
The shape was the same.
The size was the same.
The function was the same.
The color was different.
In a world of imitators, there is only one Creator. We were uniquely made by the Creator to fit a purpose that only you could fulfill.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Psalm 139: 13-14.
Embrace your uniqueness. You were made special for this time, this place, and this purpose.
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